A/N Hey everyone, here I am again! This chapter is dedicated to my first two reviewers: Sophie and Mageturtle, thank you both so much! You're amazing. Enjoy!

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Buzzzz! Ian was roughly disturbed from his thoughts when a text arrived. It was Anthony's.

'Where are you?' 'In room 327B.' He texted back. 'Be there in a second.' Was his best friend's response.

Ian looked back at the girl who saved him from the car. Her short light brown hair was spread messily over her pillow. He frowned when he thought about Anthony's arrival. What was he going to tell him? What if Anthony hated him, because of what happened? It was his fault after all. No. That was a stupid thought. Anthony would never hate him! They were best friends! Just then, Anthony came barging through the door, a nurse right behind him.

'I told you sir, this is a restricted area!' She shouted at Anthony. 'You can't come in here! I'm so sorry sir.' She said to Ian, just as Anthony shouted is name.

'Ian! Are you alright?' 'Yeah, I'm fine.' Ian answered. He sent the upset looking nurse away. 'It's okay, he's my friend.' The nurse reluctantly left, after shooting one poisonous glare at Anthony, leaving them alone to talk.

'Well?' Anthony asked.

'Well what?'

'What happened? Why are you here in the hospital room of a girl I've never seen before? Why is your arm bruised?' Anthony was about to fire more questions at Ian before he stopped him.

'Relax, relax Anthony! Jeez. But it's a long story.' Ian said, trying to delay the moment of truth.

'Well, just begin at the start then.'

And so Ian did. He told Anthony everything. Here and there he paused for a little, unsure of what to say, and then Anthony would encourage him to go further.

'So, the ambulance arrived, and at first the paramedics wouldn't let me in. But when they saw my arm they decided that they should check that out too and I could come with them.' Ian told Anthony.

'Yeah, how is your arm?' Anthony asked, concern present in his voice.

'It's fine, just a little bruised, nothing serious.' Ian brushed it off. 'So, when we arrived at the hospital they rushed the girl to the ER, and I was told to wait in the waiting room. After about half an hour they told me she was stable, but they weren't sure what would happen to her, because head wounds are very unpredictable. I could go see her. You know the rest of the story.'

'Wow.' Was Anthony's response to the whole story. 'That girl sounds very special. Do we know who she is yet?'

'No. She doesn't have an ID or something on her, and we probably lost her bag in all the excitement. We hope she'll tell us when she wakes up. If she even wakes up.' He added in a small voice.

'Hey, don't worry man. She'll pull through. She must be a very strong person if she'd do such a thing for someone she didn't know. I'm sure she's also strong enough to get through this.' Anthony reassured his friend. Ian just shot another sad look at the girl. How could he say that? We don't know if she will survive. We can only pray.

Anthony noticed his friend's sorrowful look. 'Look Ian, this isn't your fault. Stop beating yourself up over this.'

Ian looked up. 'Of course this is my fault! If I'd just paid a little bit more attention to the road, she wouldn't have had to save me! It's completely my fault!' his shoulders slumped.

'No Ian, it's not. This is no one's fault.' Anthony said, trying to convince Ian. 'It was just a stupid coincidence. You weren't paying attention. That woman was driving too hard. But neither of you could've known what would happen. You didn't plan for this to happen and neither did she. Swallowing yourself in self-pity will help no one, least of all her.' He said, pointing to the girl.

Ian looked up, finally facing Anthony for the first time since he told him everything. 'You're right. Beating myself up won't help. I think I'll go to the police station. See if someone brought in her bag or something. You coming?'

'Yes!' Anthony almost screamed, clearly happy his friend was feeling better. 'Of course. Let's tell that nurse we're leaving, if she doesn't kill me first.'

Ian laughed, the first time since the accident. 'Let's hope so. Shall we go?' He said, with a fake English accent. Finally he was cheering up a little, though of course the girl was still lingering at the back of his mind. How could someone he hadn't even spoken to settle herself in his mind so fast and so deep?

Anthony opened the door, and he and Ian left the hospital after being let out by an unfriendly, familiar nurse. Ian felt good. Finally he was doing something useful!

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'Hey, I'm Ian Hecox, and this is Anthony Padilla. We were wondering if there was a bag found, you know, from the accident at the mall?'

The cop at the desk from the police station looked up from his computer. 'I don't know much about that, but let me call my colleague.' He grabbed for the phone next to the computer and dialled a number. After a few short questions he looked back up to Ian and Anthony. 'I'm sorry, I'm afraid nothing's been brought in. But we do need to ask you a few questions. If you could wait over there please?' He said pointing at a bench standing across from his desk.

'Of course.' Anthony answered. He and Ian sat down. Ian started to panic a little.

'What do you think they wanna know? Do you think they blame me?' he whispered, starting to hyperventilate.

'Ian, calm down please!' Anthony whispered back. 'I'm sure they just want to know some details. You know, who was there and what happened exactly. Nothing serious.'

'Are you sure?' Ian asked, still tense.

'Yes! Now would you please relax for a little?' Anthony asked, getting just a little bit irritated. Ian finally calmed his breath down. He really needed to stop overreacting. Guess an accident like that really puts you on edge.

A woman appeared behind the cop at the desk, walking in from a door behind them. 'Ian Hecox, are you present?'

Ian jumped up, Anthony following just a bit slower. He started to get nervous again. 'Yes?' he asked unsure.

'Would you please come with us? Your friend can come too.' When she saw how Ian glanced nervously at Anthony before following, she smiled. 'Relax, you're not a suspect or anything. We just wanna know a little bit more about what happened.'

'Told you so.' Anthony whispered while following the woman. Now it was Ian's turn to give him a poisonous look. Anthony chuckled. They both followed the woman trough a couple of corridors and into a small room. Anthony checking the female cop out, Ian just thinking about how he should tell his story for the second time today, wondering if it would be as hard as the first time.

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A/N So, what do you think? Did you like it, did you hate it? I don't know how I'm going to update by the way. What would you guys like to see? Just update when I have a chapter done, or follow a schedule? Let me know! See ya later!